He was a fine catch for some lucky woman: a rugged, manly man, but thoughtful and tender. I could only hope that Mark would look so good when he got t...at age - assuming we stayed together.Dipping my finger in the thick lemon sauce, I offered him a dollop. "You want a taste?"He startled me by grasping my wrist firmly and taking my whole finger into his mouth. He held it between his lips long after the curd was gone, nursing gently at my finger, his tongue lapping at the soft pads, his face a. I, normally, would have been just tall enough to be face to face with his chest. Now, Im able to see right into his eyes. Moving toward the host, he requests a table for two in the back. Walking through the restaurant I saw eyes staring at me. Understandable I guess. Here I am wearing tall heels, a skirt that barely is long enough to cover my large firm ass and a shirt so tight with the help of my flat stomach my d cup breasts popped out like ejected air bags. We get to the table sit across. ”Marilyn squeezed him and said, “I know where you live and your phone number so I’ll text you with mine so you can recognize it. If your cock is as big and buff as the rest of you, it will be a treat that I’m long overdue for. Have you ever had a woman my age?” When Randy answered negatively, she parted with, “You won’t forget it.”He looked around for Pamela but she had apparently wandered away. Knowing her, she’s probably up in her old room with at least one guy creating some new memories. A liquidator was coming to clean up the place. He would sell off what he could, dump the rest and give Angela a few hundred dollars.Terrence did leave a will; everything he had went to his daughter. Angela as executor, with Frank's advice, was liquidating his assets and transferring everything to an account she set up for Jennifer. Between Terrence's savings, retirement account, his life insurance, and almost new car, Jennifer would be well set for college.Jennifer was desperately unhappy..